Chapter 7

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Deyla Pov

I exited the schools double doors to start my long journey home on foot. I didn't mind walking because it gave me time to clear my mind before heading home.

Deyla..! I scoped the parking lot hearing my name being called.

I spotted chance waving me over with his head hanging out of the window of his pimped out escalade.

I decided to pretend like I didn't see him there was no way I wanted to put myself in this situation.

He got out. "He's gonna make a scene" i said to myself, but that wasn't the case.

He met me half way and paused infront of me slanging his arm across the back of my shoulders. I tensed up at his touch as he led us back to his car.

Without hesitation i got in I knew what he was capable of and didn't want to risk anything.

"What are you doing here?" Ispoke up once we got into the car.

" I can't give my babygirl a ride home fron school." He said dramatically like he was hurt.

"You haven't any other time and My name is Deyla." I became bold.

"Well you about that age" he said licking his lips.  "Your birthday coming up real soon and I wanna start treating you better."

Everything about his tone and body language read disgust. I got sick at the thought of him trying me. The car came to a stop at the light and I hopped out.

He slung the car towards the direction I was running and hit the gas. I ran as fast as I could when I saw a near by gas station I ran around the side of the building hoping I could exit through the back.

There was a gate..... trying to think fast I started to climb but my too small jeans made it hard to do so. I got about half way up before his car slammed against my leg.

The pain was so excruciating i fell straight down from the gate and landed on the concrete.

I yelled out in pain which no one seemed to pay any attention to. In a city like this everybody minded their own business because they didn't want to be next.

"Thats for that frying pan bitch." " had my damn head on swole." He said angrily before pulling off.

I peered down at my leg to get a look at the damage. The sight alone was enough to make me faint...
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